I woke up to hear a hissing noise, I opened my eyes to see Carsen shooting a burst of air at his hand. “Ugh, ow,” he said “Oh you're awake”

I wanted to say ‘no duh’ but instead, I said “Come on I know you burnt your hand let me see it,” I said,“No! There's nothing you can do about it ``''I know I can’t do anything but at least tell me what happened, please?” “Oh okay” “and you'll let me see, and tell me what the heck you thought you were doing that was not taking care of me since I'm such a hot of mess-” “and I’ll tell you what I noticed and promise never to do it again’ I promise mommy” he said in a straight face, then he burst out laughing. So he proceeded to tell his story.

Five minutes later:

-And do you feel anything different? Kinda when I was leaving the tunnel I no longer felt the heat. Try blowing an air bubble at me. “‘Kay” He blew an air bubble and I put my hand in front of it in stop motion, I examined the bubble with my mind (another thing we do (to tell air quality) ) “wow you really messed up you air bubbles, very warm and sulfery.” “fire?” The second he said that his hand burst in flames. “Your a πυρόω*?” I said. “Apparently,” Carsen said in a whisper. He swallowed, “Is that bad for our air?” “I don’t know, I don’t think it’s ever happened before.” “But before we try to figure that out should we maybe find out how to get out?” I said. “Also what does that trapdoor under us say?” I said. “I don’t know, It looks like an S.O., so let's go, do you get it?” “ya, I get it, so funny.” “Let's go check it out, please?” He said with baby eyes. “Fine, as long as you don't touch me you might be contagious, and you can't complain to me” bu- “And don't say you wouldn't have, I know you would have a lot of complaints. “What - What do you mean?

What is that supposed to mean? I’m gonna cry, you know I'm emotional and sensitive,” “- Ya I got that you're really sensitive.”

“So we're gonna go in there?” “Sure. ladies first.” Carsen said.

We go in and the darkness envelopes us.